The Clarity of Return

I needed to come here and pick through each memory
Reading and remembering
captured moments in time
A time of misery
And stuckness
Of belief I can’t do anything I want
Yet everywhere I look
I see everything I’ve done
What I’ve created
A masterpiece of memories
It’s so much clearer
Having taken myself out of the picture
To see the role I played
The unhappiness hiding behind
A plastic smile
Making believe this is what I want
Compliance in a game I couldn’t win
No matter what or how hard I tried
There was a different agenda
That I wasn’t aware of
Until I was

(8/8/16)

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